Percy's advice.

So I guess I am powering through today... holy crap! I was not expecting to get to motivated to write but hey! I didn't get a whole lot of reviews for chapter 7 part 1 or 2 so I'm kinda bummed out but I'll try to keep going.

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Fred woke up with a smile on his face. He had a perfectly lovely girl pressed against his chest and was that coconut he smelled? He pressed his nose into her hair. Definitely coconut and almonds. Yummy. The only problem with this picture was what would happen when she woke up. It would be so awkward. But he would deal with that later. At the moment he was enjoying the warmth she was radiating. She was pressed to close to him and e was sure he would die of happiness. He started playing with her. He closed his eyes and let his fingers twirl around in her curls.

Hermione nuzzled closer to his chest and mumbled something that sounded like 'that feels nice'. Fred smiled.

"Is that right? I never would have taken you for a cuddler, 'Mione." Fred said playfully.

He felt her body stiffen. She looked up at him, her cheek dragging across his chest. He felt her gulp.

"Ummm... Good Morning?" She looked so adorably lost. Poor girl. He smiled down at her.

"Good Morning to you too." He had the desire to kiss the tip of her little nose but resisted.

"Where is," She began but put a hand over her mouth. "Morning breath!" She flushed.

"I grew up with a bunch of boys. You don't have to worry. I can handle it. Besides, one year Charlie brought home a baby dragon. Your breath can't possibly be worse than that." He shuddered.

"Still..." She said getting up and going to the bathroom.

Fred got up and went to the closet to find her something to wear. He grabbed a white button up that he had worn once and then hung in the back of the closet. His pants wouldn't possible fit her. He knocked on the bathroom door and she peeked out. He handed her the shirt and she thanked him. He waited for her to come out. When she did he wanted to take her back and sit her on the counter and... improper, Fred, improper. His shirt came to her knees and she had rolled up the sleeves to her elbows, her tiny waist was visible thanks to a gold belt. Her hair was a mess and she could not have looked better.

"I think my shirt swallowed you." He said with a smile.

"I had to transfigure my earrings into a belt but I thought it looked okay..." She looked down as if to make sure.

"It looks great. You're awfully clever, you know that."

She gave an impish grin. "I've been told once or twice." She went to the kitchen.

He took his time in the bathroom. He showered and shaved and brushed his teeth. He was drying off when e realized he hadn't brought clothes in with him. He wrapped the towel around his narrow hips and went to the bedroom to find something to wear. He was surprised to see Hermione on his bed reading a note. She looked at him and flushed. He was grateful for the towel because her gaze definitely did not meet his. He felt her stare as though it was her hands. It travelled down his neck, to his chest, his waist to his hips. It lingered on the towel a bit too long before her brown eyes snapped up to meet his.

"Tonks and Lupin came to get Teddy last night. They expressed their gratitude." She waved the note.

"I don't know why they even say thank you anymore. They're family. It isn't like he's any trouble." He smirked. "Yet."

"Knowing his parents and the company they keep," she directed a stare at him while he rummaged around in his closet, "He'll be breaking rules and playing pranks before he goes to Hogwarts." She smiled at him.

"Much sooner than that!" Fred insisted.

He grabbed a sleeveless shirt and hoodie and a pair of jeans. He was about to go to the bathroom to get changed but Hermione got up and padded her way out.

"I made breakfast. I hope you're hungry."

He got dressed and met her in the kitchen. She was sipping coffee and reading the paper. Thoughts about her on the counter with her legs around his hips filled his mind. Bad Fred, bad. He saw two plates at the table and all his papers were organized.

"You've been busy."

"You don't mind, do you? I shouldn't have but I just couldn't help it." She flushed.

Merlin, she blushed easy.

"Course I don't mind. At least you didn't through them out. It's happened before." He thought about his mother and her insane cleaning.

Hermione laughed before handing him a cup of coffee and sitting at the table. She handed him the part of the paper she had already read. It was all so pleasantly domestic. They ate and laughed and read. It felt too good. Fred wanted this every morning. He looked at the clock on the wall and groaned.

"Something the matter?" Hermione said before popping a strawberry into her mouth.

Only that I want to be that strawberry.

"I've got to go open the shop and talk to George about these ideas."

Hermione looked a bit disappointed and then smiled brightly. They cleaned up and she slipped on her pumps while he grabbed his shoes as well. They met at the door. Hermione looked cute waiting for him to lock up with her briefcase in hand. She looked so ready for the world it was hard to believe that she would be going back to Hogwarts. But wars change people, age people.

He hadn't meant to but as the walked he had slipped his hand into hers, lacing their fingers together. They walked to the shop and met George in the apartment above. He was sitting with Angelina and they were flipping through a wedding book. George looked like he was ready to claw his eyes out.

"Ang... It's not that I don't care, I just don't see a difference between eggshell and cream!" He saw Fred and Hermione and leapt off the couch.

"Mione! Oh thank Merlin." He dragged her over and sat her down with Angelina. "Here, Love, someone useful!"

"Nice to see you too, George." Fred pouted.

George dragged him down to the store.

"I would love to chat but Percy wants to go over our expansion plans." They apparated to Percy and Penelope's house.

Penelope was reading and Percy was flipping through files.

"Welcome boys." Percy's wife greeted without looking up.

Percy immediately led into the meeting and it dragged on for hours. They were half dead by the time it ended. George excused himself but Fred stayed for a moment.

"Percy... I can't believe I am doing this." He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm just going to say it. I-need-help-with-Hermione." He rushed out.

"Hermione? Whatever for? Did you do something wrong?" Percy said snobbily.

Fucking prat.

"No. I just... I don't know what else to do to show her affection."

Percy contemplated it for a moment. Before saying 'Aha'. Aha, really? Fred rolled his eyes.

"I once got Penelope an animal. It really showed my affection and long term commitment. Animals take a lot of time, you know." Percy said as though Fred was a child.

Fred thought it over. It wasn't a dreadful idea. Hermione liked animals and Fred quite liked getting her things. Animals suggested long term commitment; he could prove he was serious. Maybe Percy wasn't a prat after all.

Fred shrugged and apparated to the shop.

Percy had forgotten to mention that he had gotten Penelope an owl after hers had gotten too old, but he assumed Fred would choose something practical.

Percy was a prat afterall.

This chapter doesn't lead to Fred needing advice because he doesn't even realize he doesn't need it anymore. He hasn't come to the conclusion that they are progressing just fine on their own. Silly Fred.

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